That Was A Huge Mouthful of Cum!

Today, rather unexpectedly, my latest chastity period came to an end. It was thirty six days since my last orgasm and as I said yesterday I was interested to see if Mistress would let me cum again before the new year started.

With the Christmas shenanigans it had been five days since Mistress’s last orgasm, and it was lovely to reacquaint myself with Mistress’s gorgeous pussy. After she came she set about teasing my cock for a while, before straddling me and riding my aching cock. Feeling surprisingly in control, I decided that I could handle seeing her beautiful breasts and begged Mistress to take her bra off for me.


Mistress looked so amazing riding my cock and she bent forward so that I could suck on her hard nipples. Then she moved up and straddled my face (oh I love that), before sinking down on my cock once again. She rode me for a little while longer and then lifted off and reached back to stroke my cock hard and fast. It was clear she was trying to force me to the edge, and when I warned her that I was getting close she turned around and offered her ass to my tongue.
Mistress continued to stroke me hard and after asking permission to tongue her lovely ass and also being told that I was allowed to cum, I was pumped hard to an intense orgasm as I tongued Mistress’s gorgeous asshole.


It was an incredibly long orgasm, and I became super-sensitive really quickly, which again resulted in some (presumably???) unintentional post orgasm torture… then Mistress had me lick her fingers clean and I swallowed what seriously felt like a tablespoon of cum! Still I guess thirty six days is quite a while.


Now of course I have something of a dilemma. I have a voucher where I can ask to cum any time in January, but of course that means that even if I use it at the last possible moment I can only get a maximum of thirty five days, so would the smart thing to do be to use the voucher on the 1st?
Hmm, tricky…

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It’s been a busy weekend, yesterday a friend and I drove 135 miles each way to see Combichrist in Bristol and today Mistress and I had a family dinner to attend. Knowing what a great mood that always puts us in… we decided to make the most of Saturday morning.

Mistress had trimmed her pussy lovely and short for me and she said afterwards that it sometimes makes her more sensitive, even a bit over sensitive. Everything was going as normal until she started to cum and after an initial spasm she seemed to fall away from the edge and as I continued to lick her she seemed to have almost three or four mini orgasms one after another, she said it was still lovely but just felt a bit odd…

Afterwards Mistress started teasing my cock as I played with her ass, for once she had come to bed without her bra so I was treated to the sight of her gorgeous naked breasts. After a while, sucking and slapping my cock, Mistress straddled me and rode my cock for sometime while I took in the sight of her nakedness. She looked so hot riding my cock, and then she sat on my face and let me lick her pussy some more. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!

Then Mistress stood over me and made me beg her to let me lick her asshole. Mistress allowed me to let me tongue her hole three times, and for a little while each time (probably the most prolonged ass worship in a long time), though of course it’s never long enough for me. All the time Mistress was stroking my cock and I really had to disengage myself mentally from what she was doing to my cock otherwise I would have had to have warned her that I was close and I’m sure that was what she was aiming for and I’m equally sure that would have been the end of the ass worship too!

Considering how long it is now since I’ve cum I thought I did pretty damn well to hold back, it’s fucking difficult when your tongue is pressed right into your Mistress’s tight ass to not just explode everywhere as I’m sure some of you will attest.

It looks like we’ve timed things fairly well as it seems that Mistress is probably going to start her period tomorrow, which hopefully means that we will be able to have our next Femdom session next Saturday morning. 

FEMDOM SESSION 7th Dec 2014

Mistress and I were really rather shocked to realize that our last Femdom session took place in September. There have been numerous reasons for this, tiredness, illness, unexpected periods, but also the longer it is since the last session the more it feels like it needs to be perfect, and so the slightest thing makes it feel like – oh it will be better if we wait until next week.

This is largely my fault and so from now on we have decided that in future Mistress R will decide on a date and unless there is a very good reason to postpone, then that is when our sessions will happen. It seems fitting that Mistress should be the one to decide… and even as I’m typing this I can imagine some of you being appalled that this was ever even an issue. I agree, at least in hindsight, it does seem rather a no-brainer that Mistress should decide this.

I have also discussed this point further with Mistress and in future she will be ‘informing’ me (as opposed to ‘asking’ me) when she wants me to worship her pussy and tease my cock. I think this is a positive step forward and an entirely logical extension of the rules we already have in place.

But anyway, back to today… it’s 9:10am and Mistress is still in bed. We had a late night last night, well I was in bed by 12:30am and when Mistress came to bed at 1:45am my cock was fucking throbbing. I did finish reading ‘Discovering My Nasty Wife’ (as discussed the other week) before I went to sleep, which probably didn’t help, but still…I cuddled up to her and Mistress felt my cock pressing into her ass…

“Have you been thinking about tomorrow?” She asked.

Too bloody right I had been! I begged her to touch my cock, I was so fucking horny and ready to explode, I felt like I would have done anything for her right then. She reached back and curled her fingers around it and just held it. Talk about frustrating! Then she let go and said ‘You’ll have to wait for tomorrow’.

I cuddled her a while longer, kissing her shoulders and breathing heavily as my cock pulsed in absolute frustration, until she told me to go to sleep. I turned over and my cock continued to ache and was still throbbing this morning when I woke up… Thankfully that level of desperation had rather diminished overnight, but I was still eager for our session to start…

It’s now 4:30pm and Mistress and I are chilling out for a bit before getting ready to drive out to a concert in Birmingham later (At the Gates / Triptykon if you’re interested…. Very Metal!). The session was wonderful, but seemed to flash by so quickly. Since the colder weather has descended on us, Mistress has been less eager for extended foot worship (since we aren’t the kind of people who sit in an overheated house in our shorts), so that made worshipping her beautiful feet for a good ten minutes or more a real treat, especially since I could hear Mistress using her glass dildo on her pussy too (unfortunately I couldn’t see because I was blindfolded, although even if I hadn’t been no doubt Mistress would have told me to keep my eyes on her pretty feet).

Prior to that Mistress had quizzed me over my adherence to her rules over the last ten weeks, considering I had to confess to touching my cock and edging myself more times than I could remember (plus there was a few nights when I forgot to kiss her feet and a few days when I neglected to fold her towels before I went to work) I think I got away very lightly. . I was whipped and paddled eleven times each, and Mistress sneakily distracted me by stroking my cock a couple of times and then whacking me when I wasn’t expecting it.

Even though the paddle in particular stung like hell I was half expecting her to warn me to expect more later in the session, but it seems I got away with it. She also asked me if I had ever made myself cum without permission since we had started chastity, and was pleased when I assured her that I hadn’t. Mistress then asked me if I was still happy to be under her control and for her decide when I get to cum, and for her to decide what happens to my cock, balls and ass, and how and when they are used. Hearing her say these things brought it home to me how much I have missed our sessions, and my cock was rock hard inside my Cocksling.

After the foot worship and the first taste of Mistress’s beautiful pussy (she had me clean and lubricate her dildo with my mouth a couple of times between kissing her feet), Mistress tied me down on my back and straddled my face. It felt so good to have her right on top of me again, it seems ages since Mistress had straddled me like that, and I love having her right on top of me and being completely smothered by her gorgeous pussy. Mistress teased me with her ass too, telling me that if I was good and pleased her well, she might allow me to lick it later.

This part of the session seemed to pass by soooo quickly, Mistress stroked my cock and straddled my face a few times, she also sat on my cock briefly and then had me lick her pussy again so that I could taste my cock on her pussy too. Mmmmm… Then Mistress lubed up my ass and stroked my cock as she inserted the glass ring ended dildo. I have really missed that feeling of having my cock stroked while my ass is being fucked, it’s a pity it didn’t last very long…

At some point Mistress had removed my blindfold and I watched as she attached pegs to my nipples (which seemed to hurt more than I remembered) and looked down at my throbbing cock (still in the Oxballs Cocksling, which worked perfectly today – no stinging whatsoever). Then I was left alone for five minutes or so and when Mistress returned she smiled at me as she plucked the pegs from my nipples (ouch!), untied me and told me to kneel up and remove my Cocksling.

She lay on the bed in front of me and told me she wanted me to worship her pussy until she came, using my tongue and fingers. I slid down onto the bed and gently started to lick her pussy, and for a while I was wondering if it was going to work as for some reason it just didn’t seem to be coming together. But after a while Mistress’s muscles started to tense up, but instead of releasing she just seemed to get more and more tense, like she was close but couldn’t quite get there. It would have been awful if having waited for this session for so long we would have had a rare failure, but thankfully I seemed to find the right rhythm at last and Mistress was obviously getting really close. 

I could tell Mistress was going to cum really hard, just so long as I could get her there… and when she finally came it was pretty spectacular. I really love it when Mistress cums like that, when your own orgasms are as few and far between as mine are, you can’t help but derive satisfaction from feeling your Mistress bucking against you as she enjoys her own freedom to cum as often as she likes. It’s bliss!

After I cleaned up Mistress, licking her juices from where they had dripped down her sexy legs, and licked all her pussy juice from the PVC sheet, I was ordered onto my back again and told me she wouldn’t tie me down again but that I wasn’t allowed to touch her with my hands. And then she stood over me and started to tease me with her gorgeous pussy and ass again. She told me she was pleased with me and that I was to be granted a reward, but that I should think carefully and not ask for too much.

Inevitably I begged to be allowed to worship her ass, at which point Mistress told me to close my eyes and sank down onto my face. As I licked her sexy asshole she stroked my cock hard and fast, before lifting off. As she lifted off I opened my eyes and Mistress looked back between her legs at me and said ‘Who said you could open your eyes?’.

I shut them again immediately, but Mistress slapped my cock anyway, before allowing me to lick her ass a second time. This time she was pushing back against the tip of tongue, literally fucking her ass with it. It was so hot, and again she stroked my cock… the third time she allowed me to open my eyes and I was struggling a little to keep control, then Mistress told me I had ten more seconds left and that I better make the most of it.

She counted down and then lifted off me and released my cock at the same time, which in one way was a relief, but obviously a disappointment too…since I never get enough of licking her gorgeous ass. Finally Mistress R stood over me and teased me with her gorgeous pussy one more time before calling the session to a halt.

I never really expected to be allowed to cum today, it’s only been sixteen days so far after all, besides today was more importantly about getting back into the swing and realising how much we missed doing this. I’m really looking forward to doing this again (hopefully before Christmas) and I think making it Mistress’s decision alone is definitely a step in the right direction.

I must say I’m looking forward to getting emails (at work) from Mistress in future telling me that I will be worshipping her pussy later… well it’s not like I’m going to object is it!

All in all it’s been a very positive day, I just wish the session had been a bit longer and that Mistress had slipped her RodeoH pants on and given my ass a good fucking. Maybe next time…

I’m still none the wiser about the fact that I didn’t lick Mistress’s pussy clean after she allowed me to cum inside her a couple of weeks ago, she didn’t mention it in the session or punish me for it, perhaps when we redraft our contract to take account of the changes we’ve made she will clarify the situation for me.

An Unexpected Ending...

Last night my latest period of chastity came to an unexpected ending. Mistress and I went to bed quite late and once there we cuddled as we often do, and as usual my cock responded to being close to Mistress’s sexy body (as you would expect, especially having not been allowed to come for 34 days). Mistress wrapped her hand around my cock and started stroking me and we kissed, something about this felt different… indeed, since we’ve started on this path, this kind of late night, spontaneous ‘sex’ (for want of a better word) has been the one thing that has all but gone by the wayside, which I must admit, I rather miss.

I gently started teasing Mistress’s freshly trimmed pussy and she responded by opening her legs wider, allowing me to gradually slip my finger inbetween her lips. Mistress told me she wanted me inside her, and I moved down the bed and positioned myself between her legs. Mistress wasn’t really as wet as she might have been, but after a couple of strokes I was fully inside her and really, we just made love like normal vanilla people do, and it was total wonderful. After a while I could feel myself getting close and I paused for a second to try and keep it together a while longer, but Mistress told me she wanted me to cum inside her, so instead I thrust into her a few more times until I could feel my long awaited orgasm approaching.


As seems customary nowadays on the rare occasions I am allowed to cum inside Mistress when on top, my left leg started to cramp just enough to distract me from fully enjoying my release. It’s like a 75% ruined orgasm… it’s not like full-scale ‘jump of the bed’ and hop around the bedroom cramp, it’s just mild, but enough to be a real pain in the arse when you’re trying to enjoy your first orgasm in nearly five weeks!


It was a very ‘vanilla’ experience and for reasons I won’t go into here something we both really needed, to make us feel close. Mistress didn’t tell me to lick her pussy afterwards, and I decided not to either. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to, just that it was a particular situation, a very vanilla situation and it didn’t seem appropriate somehow. If Mistress wants to punish me for failing to carry out my duties properly then I will accept that, our contract is a bit vague on cum eating I think, I need to look it up, I’m not sure who exactly is responsible. I know it says that I should eat my cum every time, but as far as I know it doesn’t specify whether I should take the initiative or wait to be told. Perhaps that’s the sort of thing we need to clarify.


Afterwards we both commented how strange it was to have sex in the dark, since it’s been so long since we have done so… I would have happily have gone down on Mistress, but we were both tired and Mistress elected to wait until this afternoon. On the plus side, this meant that after licking Mistress to a lovely orgasm, I got to enjoy another bout of teasing, so a bit of a win/win for me!


By the end of the teasing I wanted to cum really badly, it seems that every time I cum lately it makes me want to cum again straight away, it’s only after a few days that I settle into being denied again. You’d think it would be the other way around really, but that’s the way it seems to be at the moment anyway.

Back on Top and Teetering on the Brink...

Tonight was unexpectedly awesome, I have to say! After Mistress cumming on my tongue for the third time in four days, she quickly had me hard as we kissed… but then, just as I thought she was going to move down the bed and start teasing my cock with her mouth, instead she lay down and told me she wanted me inside her.

Oh lord, this was going to be tough. I moved between her legs and Mistress reached down and guided my cock inside her. It felt so good, but after the initial penetration I wanted more freedom of movement, so I lifted Mistress’s legs up and kissed her beautiful feet as I slid my cock in and out. I couldn’t resist the temptation to speed up a bit and to fuck my Mistress deeper, and of course this only made it harder for me, and fairly soon I was starting to have to concentrate on not cumming.


I really didn’t want to tell Mistress that I was close, because I really didn’t want her to tell me to pull out or stop, so I gradually slowed right down and tried to calm myself down. Mistress still seemed to be really enjoying it being fucked really slowly, and I was still enjoying it too, but at the same time I really couldn’t enjoy it too much or it would have been a major problem!


As ever I was fighting off cramp a bit too, which didn’t help (such a pain in the arse whenever I’m on my knees like that now), but nonetheless after a while we moved back to a more conventional ‘missionary’ position and it seemed a lot easier for me to grind my cock into Mistress’s pussy without overstimulating myself. Mistress definitely seemed to like that too.


When you really don’t get to go on top very often you really appreciate it in a way that you simply wouldn’t if you had a ‘normal’ sex life. On the face of it the desire to repeat this very hot, very intense scenario is very strong, but the one of  the reasons it was so hot and intense was at least in part because it’s a rare treat for me to be allowed on top. And I accept that.


It did feel absolutely amazing though, and I cannot believe my level of control… I truly impressed myself!  Even if it was a bit touch and go at times! Even as I was concentrating on not cumming I was imagining staying very still and effectively ruining my orgasm inside Mistress R, just as Mistress Marie has her slave do quite often (she assures me it’s totally possible!). But that would have required permission from Mistress R in any case (which I didn’t have) and in the heat of the moment I am sure it would have been most likely that Mistress would have either told me to fuck her hard and cum or she would have told me to pull out completely, neither of which I really wanted to do (although the first wouldn’t have been so bad…).


Inevitably of course, since I had got myself under control, it fell to Mistress R to call a halt when she had enjoyed my cock for as long as she wanted it, and as soon as I pulled out of her she ordered me to lie on my back. She grabbed my cock and jerked it for a few seconds, then pushed her fingers in my mouth, telling me to clean the pussy juice off of them. Then she knelt up beside me and had me lick her pussy for a few seconds before she started teasing and slapping my cock again.


As we kissed, I begged her to sit on my face so I could enjoy her pussy properly again, she agreed, but told me that after that the session would be over. My cock was throbbing as I explored her delicious pussy for the last time, and left me wondering (despite what I wrote earlier) when I will get to feel that amazing feeling of being in control again. It’s hard not to want to do that again soon, and harder still knowing it’s not up to me to decide…but still, I’m sure when Mistress does want me inside her again I’m sure it will be worth whatever wait she decides.

And Here We Go Again With the 'Is Chastity Bad for Your Health' Debate...

Browsing the comments on Literotica for part one of my ‘Once a Month’ story, I noticed a message warning of the dangers of the chastity lifestyle. It was nothing new, this crops up again and again, but I hadn’t seen it for a while. Then on the radio yesterday I heard a report about some ‘research’ that claimed men who had 20 sex partners were less likely to develop prostate cancer than those with less.

Now obviously that’s utter bollocks (and you might expect better from the BBC). There is no logical explanation why a man having 20 sex partners should make any difference to his prostate. The assumption of course is that a man who has twenty sex partners will be having lots of sex and ejaculate more frequently. Well, not if it’s 20 one night stands he won’t, for a start.

I’m-Hers probably heard something similar as he has written a short piece on his BLOGtoday too.

But he obviously heard a more in depth analysis as he has written about a further study of gay men which proves exactly the opposite, if gay men have more than 20 partners they have twice the odds of developing prostate cancer… so that’s all very helpful then!

So brushing over that nonsense, lets assume that the ‘science’ behind this is to do with toxins remaining in the body longer than ‘normal’. So why should the number of partners make any difference? Surely someone then who has just one partner but has a very vigorous sex life, or perhaps who just masturbates an awful lot would be in just as beneficial a position?

The truth is statistics can be made to say whatever the person writing them wants them to say. And talk of percentages is pretty meaningless anyway. ‘Doubling your chances of developing cancer’ doesn’t mean anything without perspective. If it’s doubling it from a 1/100,000 to 1/50,000 chance then that’s a whole lot different than doubling it from a 1/1000 to a 1/500 chance, isn’t it? 

The truth is there really hasn’t been any chastity specific studies into prostate health and since it’s hardly the top priority for the majority of the population there’s unlikely to be any anytime soon.

That alongside the extremely inconclusive findings of the studies that have been made mean that it’s really up to us to decide if we want to take the risk or not. After all, what we eat, drink and smoke all affect our health, as do any drugs we might take. It’s probably far more risky to have sex without a condom or to drive a car than it is to refrain from cumming.

We know that the food we eat affects the production of cum, because it tastes different when you eat fruit etc. So maybe there is some food which creates some toxin or other which affects the prostate? It’s probably unlikely, but we don’t actually know that that isn’t the case. Maybe all this oily fish we are supposed to eat indirectly causes prostate cancer and we just haven’t discovered it yet. Who knows.

My view, at least until there’s more conclusive evidence one way or another, is that it’s worth the risk. And of course, if it is proven to be all about clearing out the balls more often, there’s no reason we need to give up chastity, we just need to start having lots more ruined orgasms, and I don’t see that being a problem.

I’m still kind of confused about why gay men having more partners makes them more likely to develop prostate cancer though…? And who knows what other common threads there may be amongst people who have large numbers of sexual partners, maybe they socialize more and all drink a lot? Maybe that’s a good thing after all?

I realise this isn’t a subject for flippancy, believe me, but until there’s some actual proof one way or another I really don’t think it’s worth worrying too much about it.